I nod my head slowly. "Yeah. It hurts. But that's not the whole reason I'm crying." I tell them wiping my cheek but grimacing as I touch the spot I've been hit. Twice.

"C'mon we should get more ice on it." Calum says walking back into the kitchen as Michael leads me over to the couch.

I sit down as more tears come to my eyes making him frown. "Hey, it's okay. It's just a bruise, nothing big. I just don't know why Luke is acting like this... He's never done any of this before." Michael says and I wipe under my eyes.

Calum comes back with an ice pack and hands it to me wrapped in a towel. I smile thanks and put it against my cheek, sighing as some of the pain goes away.

"Someone has to talk to Luke about this." Ashton speaks up.

We all look at him.

"Like, ask him why he's being like this." He says and we nod our heads. Well, everyone but me because well, I'm not talking to Luke.

"I'll do it." Calum says. Then adds, "Tomorrow. Luke's right about one thing, it is late."

I look at the time and notice he's right. It's 11:37pm and I've got school.

"Where am I going to sleep?" I ask as a yawn takes over.

"I don't want you sleeping on the couch. So you can have my bed and I'll have the couch tonight." Michael says and I shake my head.

"How about you share the bed? There's an idea!" Calum says sarcastically then rolls his eyes yawning.

"That's not a bad idea. It shuts you both up so we can sleep." Ashton says and I glare at him while he gives me a sheepish grin.

"I don't care I'm tired." I say stretching my arms over my head.

"Okay come on, let's go." Michael says motioning me to follow him up the stairs. The other boys following behind us as they shut off everything.

I follow Michael into his room and he shuts the door and locks it then takes his shirt off before yawning again.

He looks at me then hits him self on the forehead. "Shit forgot you need clothes to sleep in." He says shaking his head at himself as he rushes over to his dresser and goes through a bunch of drawers before pulling out a long shirt and a pair of boxers.

He hands them to me blushing and I take them going into the bathroom.

I change out of my shirt- I'm keeping my bra on- and I slip in Michael's much bigger shirt and I narrow my eyes as it doesn't stay up and keeps falling off my shoulders and almost half way down my arm. And it comes down mid thigh. Jeez I'm small compared to them.

I change into his boxers as I wrap my clothes into a ball. I take my purple hair out of the tight ponytail and sigh as I feel my head not so tense.

I walk out of the bathroom to see Michael on the edge of his bed on his phone.

He hears me come out and takes a double take at me before clearing his throat. "D-do you want a bag or something? For your clothes I mean." He says and I nod my head.

"That would be helpful." I tell him and he quickly gets up and motions for me to follow him. I do so and we go back down stairs as he goes over to a cabinet and grabs out a plastic bag and hands it to me.

I put my clothes in there and tie the bag up. "Here can you take these upstairs please, I'm just gonna get a drink." I ask him and he nods his head quickly taking the bag and rushing up the stairs.

Well okay then.

I walk over to the counter and take a cup from the drying rack and fill it with water.

"Holy shit you scared me." A voice says making me jump and almost drop the glass.

I turn to see Calum leaning against the wall holding his chest.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you. Just getting a drink." I say holding up the cup.

He chuckles then eyes my outfit. "Nice fashion choice."

I roll my eyes taking another sip of my drink. I finish it and place it in the sink. "Yeah well I'm just sleeping, not like I'm going anywhere."

He nod his head. "True."

"Well I'm off to bed." I tell him and he nods again.

"Night Thorn." He whispers.

I smile at him. "Night Calum."

I go back up the stairs and into Michael's room. He's just scrolling through his phone, most likely on Twitter.

He hears me come in and smiles. "Turn the light off to yeah?" He asks me I nod my head.

"Sure just let me plug my dead phone in first." I tell him chuckling.

I plug it in and it shows that it's charging. Good stupid phone.

I walk back over and turn the light off so the rooms pitch black and I almost fall but catch myself.

I hear Michael muffle a laugh and I glare in the direction I heard it. "Shut up Michael."

"I'm sorry. Here." I feel someone-Michael obviously- grab my hand and pull me forward so I'm now back on the bed.

"Thanks." I say to him and he just hums.

I curl up under the blanket and I yawn. "Hey Michael?"

"Yeah?"

"Sorry if I'm latched on to you at all.... I'm a bit of a cuddler." I say before drifting off to sleep, not really hearing Michael's response.